A Witch Thing

11

When they finally reach the studio, Elizabet immediately heard the damage being done inside. They climbed up the side of the building and dropped down from the balcony. Elizabet looked around in fear, she'd never actually stood against anyone before, much less fought.

Jasper placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring nod before going to take care of James with everyone else. Elizabet gulped, making her way quickly over to Carlisle to help there. Elizabet, Edward, and Carlisle rush to Bella, who laid injured on the floor.

As Carlisle worked, Elizabet sat next to him, doing what he needed her to. "Her femoral artery's been severed. She's losing too much blood."

Bella yelled in pain, "It's on fire! My hand!"

"Venom." Elizabet said, looking away from Bella and at Carlisle. She asked her quickly, "Do you know any spell that could help?"

Elizabet shook her head, "I never studied before James and afterwards, my only spells were to make them stronger and faster. I'm sorry."

Carlisle nodded reassuringly and turned back to Bella. He spoke to Edward, "You have to make a choice. Either let the change happen-"

"No!" Edward yelled. Elizabet flinched a little, but quickly recovered and continued to listen, going through her head to see if she could find anything remotely helpful.

Alice stepped in, her eyes seemingly off somewhere as she spoke, "It's going to happen. I've seen it-"

Her arm brushed against Elizabet's and she was brought into the vision she'd just had. There is was, clear as day. Bella's eyes were a crimson red and her stared with hunger in her eyes. Elizabet gasped as the short vision ended and she looked back at Bella.

"It doesn't have to be that way." Edward argued.

"Alice, give me your belt." Carlisle told her. She rushed to get her belt off and hand it to Carlisle. Carlisle began to tie the belt around Bella's leg and she screamed in agony.

Elizabet placed her hand over the wound on Bella's leg and began chanting. "What are you doing?" Edward asked.

Elizabet replied, her eyes still closed and her words a rush, "Calming her pain."

"Calme la douleur, ne fais plus de mal." She chanted under her breath, the pain in Bella's leg subsiding.

"Why is she still hurting?" Edward demanded.

"The spell can't calm vampire venom. I've tried it before, there's only so much it can do." She spoke quickly, continuing to chant so Bella didn't descend back into her agonizing pain.

"What's the other choice, Carlisle?" Edward asked.

"You can try to suck the venom out." He replied.

"I - won't be able to stop..."

"Find a will to stop. But choose, she only has minutes left."

Edward looked down at Bella, thrashing in pain. Finally, Edward took her hand and she tried to pull it away. "It's alright, Bella. I'll make it go away."

Edward began to suck the venom from Bella's system, their eyes locked onto each other as Bella's pain began to subside. After a moment, Carlisle spoke, "Stop. Her blood is clean, you're killing her."

But Edward doesn't stop, he continued to drink Bella's blood, unable to find the will to stop. Elizabet spoke, "Edward." He still doesn't listen.

Fear began to grow in Elizabet and, with that fear, her magic pulsed through her. Bella started to drift off and Elizabet panicked. In her moment of fear, her hands parted from Bella's leg and began to glow softly as she spoke, "Prohibere!"

Edward dropped Bella's hand and his eyes grew wide. He looked at Elizabet as she caught her breath, her hands slowly coming down as she breathed heavily. Edward swallowed and looked from her to Bella, again and again.

He sat back on and stared in fear. "Is she...?"

Carlisle shook his head as he listened closely, hearing the slow heartbeat of Bella. "No, but we need to get her to a hospital."

They worked quickly, taking care of everything while Elizabet stood to the side, recovering from the scene that had just taken place.

When Bella was removed from the building, Elizabet took a place in the middle of the area and took a breath before chanting a well-practiced spell she memorized while with James and his coven. The spell would set the scene to the way it was before it got destroyed. James got messy.

"Restituere." Elizabet chanted quickly, moving her hands rhythmically to move everything to where it was. The glass lifted from the floor, piecing itself back together and going back into its place on the walls. The floorboards restored themselves, the ashes of them rising and becoming what it was before it was destroyed.

The scene put itself back together as Jasper walked up next to you. "Are you sure that won't bring him back as well?"

You nodded, continuing to chant to spell after you told him simply, "Positive. It is almost impossible to bring a vampire back after it has been burnt. If you were able to, the witch would be very powerful, old, and well-studied in black magic. I'm not any of those."

Jasper nudged her shoulder a bit teasingly, making Elizabet flinch from the sudden contact. "Apologies, I didn't mean to startle you."

You shook your head, fixing the last piece of wood and dropping your hands, turning to Jasper. "No, it's not you. I just get really jumpy. I'm not...used to that." She chuckled nervously at the end.

"You don't need to be afraid anymore. You'll be safe with us. We'll protect you, just like you protected us." He told her, placing a hand on her arm. Elizabet smiled nervously and nodded, "Thank you."

Jasper returned his arm to his side and told her, "You did great tonight." She looked down at her feet, not used to all the compliments. "Thanks." Jasper flashed her a smile and they walked over to rejoin everyone else.